Today has been a rough day. Dad called around 9 am, saying he thought it was down to hours, if not minutes. Both Sandy and I raced over to the house, to find Mary awake, though very very weak.
After too long a wait, a Vitas nurse, male, came, and examined Mary. John was a good guy, and oddly enough, being told some of this stuff by a male seemed to help dad. Bigoted, but not surprising. John gently encouraged the use of the drugs dad has, for Mary's comfort as much as anything.
After John left, dad suggested lunch from a nearby sub shop (Zito's- very good if you come down !) and while he was out with me, Sandy took the initiative to use the syringe medicine delivery thingee, and got a half dose of the ativan and a full dose of the morphine into Mary. Dad was a bit relieved I think to find that the syringe worked. The coke and all had just not been cutting it.
Only problem now is he's concerned because she has been asleep since about 12.30 (about 6 hours now) and she hasn't been doing that lately. I told him to phone to Vitas to ask questions if she doesn't wake up at say, 8 hours, or so. It is the combination of the drugs that is causing this, but her breathing is fine. She may actually be getting some rest. I wish he could.
It is still a waiting game, and Mary's tenacity is astounding frankly. I wish I could give you clearer ideas on how long. No one can.
Talk at you soon.
Patricia
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